Tonight is the season finale of “Lost,” and if it’s anything like last year’s finale, it will again leave us quivering with impatience for the next season. Supposedly, we’re going to learn a lot about the crash and possibly the island. I have my suspicions about who might show up in the last ten minutes, and when I say “suspicions,” I mean “this is how I’d write it ‘cause it would rock and rock some more.”
Your Sister asked me if I would mind the company of a teacher friend when we watch X3 Saturday. I don’t mind, actually, unless she talks during the film, and then I would have to employ my telepathic catapult. I want people to enjoy themselves at movies. Really. But do it in your indoor voice, ‘kay?. I’ve leaned over and told complete strangers to put a sock in it. The online perpetual geek orgy is split on the film. Aintitcoolnews maven Harry Knowles hates it, but I contend he writes negative reviews of blockbusters to maintain the illusion of indy cred. It doesn’t matter what the early reviews say. I’m going to watch it. At times I can’t believe they made an X-Men film, and now they’ve made three. Astounding. My inner 12-yer-old is gobsmacked. He’s not so keen on the just released trailer for the upcoming Ghost Rider movie. This is a Marvel Comics property about a man possessed by a motorcycle-riding demon with a flaming skull for a head. It stars Nic Cage (who you might recall was initially cast as the new Superman). Good ole boys will stain the screen with their joy, but it looks cheap and formulaic. Of all the Marvel titles to adapt, they pick this one. Tragic.
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